Rhett Murdar, dismissed and driven, now journeys to mend the world's wrongs and compose a symphony of perfect lives-an ode to a harmonious existence where every soul finds its rightful place.
An undertale story. Not affiliated to the already exist...
The Knight takes his hands out of his pockets and assumes his battle position. You tighten the grip on your blade. The real fight starts here.
RHT: You know, for a guy whose whole motto is patience, you sure don- *KICK* GAL: I thought I told you to never let your guard down. I suppose I overestimated you. RHT: *spit* You son of a bitch.
You dash towards Gall throwing projectiles his direction. He doesn't flinch. The projectiles are about to hit him when... he disappears out of thin air. You turn around to try and look for him but it's too late. He's already punched you in the face. You're thrown across the battlefield but you remain on your feet. Before you can even raise your head, he's already in front of you. Another kick is thrown at you but you manage to strike in time to make him go back. You stare him down.
RHT: Your power, Gall, isn't enhancing your speed. GAL: Hmm? RHT: I've figured it out. Your power is the ability to slow down time, isn't it? It all makes sense. You can move at speeds a normal person can't. GAL: Congrats kiddo, you figured it out... but I don't see how that's going to help you defeat me. RHT: *chuckle* You forgot the property of despair? I am able to counter any ability as long as I know its properties. The opposite of patience... is agitation. GAL: Really doesn't roll of the tongue, does it. RHT: Prepare to die, Gall.
Using your newfound knowledge, you construct of a way to defeat Gall. You dash towards him, readying your blade. He's unable to maneuver you due to the abilities of agitation. You're face to face with him. You raise your blade, read to cut him down when suddenly... Gall pulls a bow out of thin air and blocks your strike, pushing you back in the process.
RHT: A bow? Really? GAL: It looks cool, I don't see why you're complaining. RHT: Where'd you even get it from? GAL: Old party trick I learned a while back. RHT: Dirty liar. GAL: A magician never reveals his secrets.
You rush at Gall whilst he shoots arrows at you, but you just slice through them like nothing. You're closing the distance rapidly until you're in melee range. You and Gall exchange blows with eachother. His bow is sharp enough to compare to your blade. With the flick of a blade, Galls bow is stuck. You take this chance to try and stab him with your knife. *SLASH* *DRIP* He dodges in time to avoid a killing blow, but you still manage to cut his left eye, leaving it blind.
GAL: I've been too patient it seems. RHT: What else do you have up your sleeve? GAL: Amber... Shane... This is for you.
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